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Understanding the spectrum – a comic strip explanation

Rebecca Burgess created a comic strip with a cartoon character named Archie to better explain autism. Source: Understanding the spectrum – a comic strip explanation

Self-care again. Sick as a dog and trying to find a silver lining. All I found was a sliver in my lining to whine about.

I have been so sick for the last month. Actually was sick, got well, then a week and a half ago got sick again. Some kind of viral respiratory infection. Any kind of activity brings on coughing and quickly leaves... Continue Reading →

Adventures in Figure Modeling

  Begin rant. Maybe the figure modeling experience of an 18 year old me is TMI. Given the other posts I've made, I can't imagine it would be so. So this has some explicit drawings in it of me as... Continue Reading →

These are a few of my favorite words!

Backpacks on bodies and warm winter mittens Or naked as jaybirds and mosquito bitten. Food tied in bear bags and soaking in springs These are a few of my favorite things. Time for your vocabulary lesson folks! If these words... Continue Reading →

Ch-ch-ch-changes (NSFW)

(If you want to buy the poster above, please go to Fine Art America.) Part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMQ0Ryy01yE A boy grows up and becomes a man. Ch-ch-changes happen. Muscles appear, the result of physical maturity and hard work at the gym.... Continue Reading →

Aspie Goggles

Asperger's syndrome is considered by many in the US to be the same as high functioning autism. The DSM-5 classifies it this way.  The World Health Organisation differs and still thinks the Asperger classification to be useful.   I prefer... Continue Reading →

Same Auld Lang Syne

Happy New Year to all my followers. You are precious to me. To all those who are younger than I, you have your life ahead of you. Enjoy it.  Find your passion, damn it! Piss on anyone who disses you... Continue Reading →

The discovery of my new family.

I was adopted long ago, when I was 3 months old. At the time in Michigan, the adoption process is conducted with secrecy comparable to the Manhattan Project. I suspect the FBI might be able to crack the secrecy but… Continue Reading →

The Heart Wants What the Heart Wants

I remember my days in high school with more than a little bitterness. My adolescence was in the late 60s and 70s. This was post sexual revolution. We can thank the pill, Playboy, and Helen Gurley Brown for that. ("Do"... Continue Reading →

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